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"Oh, another guest, how unexpected! Perhaps introductions are in order..." Nudd spoke first, spitting up a host of scorpions and spiders due to the many internal wounds he had suffered as a result of the fight.

"Eisht, Nudd! By christ I'm right going to rip your kokum head right off yer body!" Edward yelled across the room, his Welsh accent reappearing due to his heightened emotions. He looked at the new arrival. "And you, you twp in the 'ead boyo?" he asked angrily as he pushed off of the wall and clenched his fist.

"As me four-armed butty says, you be messin' with the wrong guys, as I asked, you twp in the 'ead? Only you're fucking with a right nutter who don't bleed..."

"I wouldn't say I'm crazy-" Nudd interjected before getting cut off.

"And you're fucking with the High Venom ya' is, mochyn brwnt."

"That means dirty pig." Nudd helpfully translated. Edward took a bit of fabric from what remained of Nudd's last victim and tied it around his fist.

"And I'm not no pansy meself, boyo, can run up to mach 200 I can!" he said, noticeably leaving out the fact that at that speed hitting anything would probably snap every bone in his body. He vibrated his hand in the air, and the fabric upon it burst into flames due to heat from friction.

"Now, ye'd better move, because I'm about to punt that mask off your face, and you'd better hope it's not that attached, because if so, wave goodbye to your 'ead!" Edward was already frustrated by having to see Nudd twice in the same day, and the fact that he was being prevented from killing him already drove him over the edge.

While Edward was posturing, one of Nudd's insects, a poisonous spider, approached the new arrival slowly. Nudd watching the scene quietly, attempting to avoid notice.